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You lost? Follow the only light you see into The Darkness. Tunnel beneath the skin of the matter, you may find meaning. You may find nothing. ..

he’s a worthless b*****d, my soul,drunk and slithering the lanelike an AWOL bridge troll whose run out of billygoats to bugger and harass,fo..

in search of art on the edge of a smeared universe, where stars are Van Gough spasms against a bruised plumb sky, I stroke my rabid word kittens..

there rings a celestial tune, like a ragtime explosion, people actually climb inside of this invisible mindcraft, and float off into a dancing sea..

I see her standing in front of Floyd'sRecord Store; she, who freezes daydreams like liquid nitrogen; she, who kills punkrock saints with her green..

no obvious wounds, but the eyes look dead; pale gray portals to somewhere frozen. I stand a ways back, eyes averted, nose pl..

watching the world die from an old rocking chair, porch light flickers, small mischievous shadows grow taller & meaner. ..

sadder day mourning,constantly touching the knife in my boot, choked a man dressed as a giant teddy bear, while a red bearded liar, mouth..

5 blind oracles Who said love sets the world aflame? In a little country town, where roosters are still used as alarm clocks, I put a roads..

cold sorrowful stars fade blue tears from a black eyed god sipping whiskey warmth from a dusty sunrise red hap..